Strings of Fate

Strings of Fate

Bellamy 1- Scents and stalking

My sister is getting married. She told me over an hour ago, hugging me and bouncing around in excitement. I did my best to appear supportive but I really didn’t see this coming. Marriage? I don’t have a problem with my sister getting married in theory but I always thought I would at least like the guy. I imagined that we could get drinks sometime or at least have a conversation more than hello and goodbye. But no. I know this is her choice, but Tristain is so… dull. He’s like a fake person. I never imagined them getting married because I assumed she would get bored of him and end it. But maybe he’s different around her? Ugh I need a drink. Megan went up to bed, something about needing plenty of beauty sleep to start

this whole wedding is going to

planning her big engagement party. Why do I get the feelin

be a complete nightmare for me? Actually, a drink is not going to cut it. I need to run. I exit. my study and head for the front door. I don’t bother with shoes, I’ll shift as soon as I’m outside. I’m reaching for the door handle when something makes me pause. What is that scent? It’s subtle, but whatever it is, it smells AMAZING. A quick look around tells me that the smell is coming from Megan’s handbag. Did she get a new perfume or something? I could

ask her tomorrow but… I don’t think I’ll be able to get it out of my mind. I could just check, I

know it’s a jerk move to go through a woman’s bag, but I’m sure she would forgive me.

Probably.

top of the bag. A folded

and after a moment’s hesitation, unfold it.

can’t explain this properly in a note. You should know that the man who just proposed to you is not the right man for you and while it may be unpleasant to hear, I thought

am truly sorry.

R.G.”

the hell? Who is R.G? Whoever they are, I need to speak with them, or her I would guess from the scent of

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rest of the night trying to work out who this R.G. Person is. I doubt it’s anyone I know, I would recognise the scent. Maybe one of Megan’s classmates? The scent on the note isn’t strong enough for me to be sure, but I’m pretty sure the person isn’t a Shifter. I examine the note for the tenth time, hoping some clue to R.G.s identity will magically appear. No such luck, although… Now that I think about it, there is something I didn’t notice before. The note. smells like dinner. I couldn’t say what exactly, but underneath the amazing smell

explain herself better one day. Doesn’t that suggest that she wants to be contacted? I arrive at an apartment building. It’s not big by anyone’s standards. and it is clearly old, but it looks well cared for. No peeling paint or graffiti. There is no lift and I follow the scent up the stairs until I stop at a door. The scent is so strong here and still just as pleasant. Well, here goes nothing. I knock on the door, then I wait. Aaaaand nothing. Maybe there’s no one home?I could wait, but I really don’t want to have to.

the strange impulse to grab the woman and pull her close so I can confirm that scent really is coming from her. The woman is average height, so short by Shifter standards and has long, dark hair hanging messily down her back. She is wearing pyjamas with

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so pale you can barely see the iris. Odd, but not unappealing. I am immediately attracted to this woman and I have no idea what to do about it. She’s not a Shifter so she probably doesn’t even know who I am. She smells human. Oh shit, how long have I been standing here staring at her? Actually, I’m not the only one staring. The woman is staring at me with wide eyes. You would think she was staring at some strange zoo animal, not an actual person. Great, she’s probably one of those humans who hates Shifters and considers us lesser because we occasionally have fur. Well there goes that attraction. Mostly at least. I mean she still smells amazing. I just need to remind myself that she isn’t a nice person. I will just be

me. She looks uncomfortable. Good, I shouldn’t be the only one feeling discomfort.